Forbidden Love [BxB]

Chapter 17

Irritation etched on my face, I retreated into the bathroom, firmly closing the door behind me. I then placed the clothes and bath towel on the attached countertop next to the sink. Carefully unwrapping the bandages from my hand, I stepped beneath the hot shower, allowing the cascading water to wash away the accumulated exhaustion. 

As droplets cascaded down my figure, I absentmindedly ran my fingers through my hair, my thoughts consumed by the whirlwind of the day's events. What a chaotic day it was today...

Sinking down, I embraced my knees, muttering softly to myself, "At least, I had a long, good cry today..." The recollection of the moment when I pleaded with Shervin for a hug surfaced in my mind, causing a blush to spread across my cheeks. 

Cringing at my impulsive actions, I found it hard to believe that I had dared to express such vulnerability to someone I had barely known for a mere half an hour. The embarrassment washed over me again, prompting a groan of frustration from the depths of my stomach. "Ugh!"

But he... he seems like a nice guy, my inner voice chimed in. Despite the lingering embarrassment, a part of me couldn't deny the warmth I had gotten from him. He had embraced me in a comforting hug without a moment's hesitation, offering solace without any questions or expectations. 

The thought that he might not have wanted anything in return eased the weight on my conscience. "Unlike... someone specific..." I muttered under my breath, my hand subconsciously gently rubbing the left side of my face. 

"What's wrong with him seriously?" I pondered, my face etched with a frown. The perplexing pattern of Parsa's hostility towards me was a mystery I couldn't quite unravel. "Why is he always mad at me?" The weight of his anger gnawed at my chest, the endless cycle of tension and strife between us taking its toll on my spirit.

I rose to my feet, a sense of resolution coursing through me. "Whatever..." I mumbled, "I just need to bear with him until graduation..."

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As I stood before the bathroom mirror, I scrutinized myself in those unfamiliar clothes. With a critical eye, I examined my bare arms and shoulders; the strawberry print on the white top stood prominently against my chest. Attempting to adjust the shorts, I faced an immediate challenge as the garment's shortness exposed much of my thighs, its tightness constricting around my rear. 

The strawberry-studded garment seemed to highlight my figure rather than provide any comfort, leaving me unsure of how I felt about this unconventional ensemble. This is embarrassing... A flush of embarrassment washed over me as I regarded my reflection. He will definitely make fun of me...

However, left with no other choice, I nervously chewed on my lower lip, tentatively grasping the door handle and gently opening it. With trepidation, I cautiously peered out, hoping to find Parsa asleep and sparing myself the humiliation of being seen in this attire.

"What are you doing?" Parsa asked causing me to jolt as I found him standing in front of the bathroom door.

I stepped backward as I asked in surprise, flabbergasted. "Why... are you... s-standing here?!" My hands instinctively covered the parts of my body that my strawberry attire failed to conceal, a surge of embarrassment causing my heart to race thunderously.

In response, Parsa's tone held no humor as he remarked, "I thought you had passed out in there." His gaze trailed from my head to my toes, an unreadable expression etched across his face. The silence that followed was excruciating, further amplifying my shame.

Why is he looking at me like that?

Do I look that ridiculous?...

Feeling the weight of Parsa's penetrating gaze, I hesitantly emerged from the bathroom, my words stumbling clumsily, "Um... Where... should I sleep?"